Balconies in Saintes

We went into town this morning to the monthly market where I bought a plant and Mr F bought a pair of slippers. We were with some friends and as it started raining, the men popped into a bar and we popped into a fabric shop where we bumped into some other friends from our French class. After a nice little chat about which tablecloth fabric to buy someone who I had never met, we left them to it and joined the chaps in the bar for a coffee.